A Mess To Be Made tab by The Format

Tuning: Standard EBGDAE

Difficulty: Novice

Chords:
      EADGBe
A7    002020
D5    557755
Cadd  -32033

Fill 1:

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Fill 2:

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Intro: G D C D
       G D Cadd Fill 1

Verse 1:
G    D            C             D
In a dream that I can't seem to shake she is,
G      D        Cadd           Fill 1
she is standing alone.
G      D           C            D
By the fence I see tears in her eyes
G             D            Cadd       Fill 2
why she cries I just don't know.

Chorus:
Em     A7          D          G
What a mess that I make of my days.
Em          A7            D          G
Then there's you, you're a mess to be made,
  D          G            A7   (Fill 3)                D
a mess to be made and the dream starts to fade away.

Verse 2:
So you're leaving for months at a time,
I help you out the door.
But once youre gone i just stare out the window.
Please, could you please come back home.

Chorus
Em     A7          D          G    D         G      A7
What a mess that I make of my days trying to save myself, save myself.
Em           A7            D          G
Then there's you, you're a mess to be made,
  D        G                A7
a canvas only paint could change.

Bridge:
D                  C     G          D
And a voice on the other end of the phone,
                            C          G            D
says, why don't you write a song about it well here goes.
                Cadd           G            Cadd    Fill 2
I was raised on something that you'll never know
D5
I'd hate this place if it werent for the waves if it
G                             C          G
weren't for the fact that you love it.
           D5                   C        G               Cadd
Where they measure a man on the money he spends, well my love
         Fill 2
is not a bank statement.

Chorus:
Em     A7          D          G    D         G      A7
What a mess that I make of my days trying to save myself, save myself.
Em           A7            D          G       D          G
Then there's you, you're a mess to be made, a mess to be made,
  D          G            A7                   D
a mess to be made and the dream starts to fade away.